766 764 Illegal villages (2/2)
”Castel would be one of those illegal villages”
”I see...... So it would be a crime to go there?
”No, don't. In the first place, illegal villages are silent. If the adventurers are going to work, they're going to need it. Plus, I'm pretty sure he's been hunting the antidemons while he lives inside. I try not to touch anyone as a necessary evil.”
After all, it didn't seem like there was no problem, but it seemed to be a state of silence because the profits were greater. They are often used as relay points for adventurers operating on the Goldician continent.
”An adventurer goes and puts him in an illegal village?
”It's a source for them, and a chance to barter. Besides, if you do too much wickedness, you'll just be the object of a crusade. In some cases, there are villages with inns.”
Perhaps it is better to think of it as a hidden village of the abandoned rather than a dangerous village where criminals nest.
Fran's parents, why were they in a village like that? I haven't heard about the two of them being criminals...
”Hey, do you ever get sold from this continent to other continents as dark slaves?
”... why would you do that?
I looked at Fran with the kind of eyes William would explore. I may have come here and been alerted for the first time. But Fran had answered the query lightly.
”I was. I lived in a village on this continent, and after your father and mother were murdered, I was captured and made a dark slave, and taken to the Kingdom of Kranzel.”
It's not about bragging, but it's not about Fran himself being part of the crime. Slavery memories are an abomination, but being a slave doesn't make Fran less valuable.
Fran herself, she thinks so. No particular appearance of inferiority, tells of the past when he was a slave.
”It is...... I see, so Castel.”
”Graveside”
”Okay. We'll do everything we can to help. Write a reference to the Adventurer Guild. With that, maps and the like can show you the latest stuff. And about the slave traders...”
William's mouth cages slightly. But I opened my mouth like I had decided to.
”It is clear that an organisation of large-scale slave trafficking is entering the continent. Apparently, they're working with multiple countries to take illegal slaves out of the continent”
”You don't check the ship or anything?
”I don't have that authority. In the first place, there's very little worth taking out at your peril.”
The magic metal is eaten up by the antidemons, there is no warcraft, and there is no such thing as spiritual grass. Antidemons cannot be put out of bounds.
There was no more vigilant and no law to regulate smuggling than the absence of goods worth smuggling on the continent of Goldicia.
Also, even though the humans who stay illegally within the conjugal boundaries are acquiesced, the intrusion is illegal stayers. There is no country that tries to protect the human rights of such people, and even as a management board, it was not worth protecting until it was rubbed with each country.
The smuggling of illegal slaves seems to be poking at that gap.
”Watch out for the Blue Cats.”
”... they're illegal slaves?
”There's no certainty, so I can't say any more. You'll know the Adventurer Alliance better around here.”
”Okay.”
Inside Fran, I could see a flame of motivation lit.
”Fran, let me tell you something, safety comes first, okay?
(I know)
Is this not going to be just a grave visit?